Clear Lake Academy holds the worst of the worst delinquents from around the country. Each and every student there holds a notorious background that led them there and almost everyone avoids them.
After setting the tenth building on fire, which just...
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I pulled the blazer on, straightening out my Burberry skirt and putting my heels on. Last night, it had taken an hour to get down from the tree and to my room. It took four rounds around the school and dorm building, two fights with other students, a trashed classrooms and a large glitter trail to be able to reach the safety of my locked dorm.
I heard that Laken and Hendrix had taken four showers since the prank and neither could get the glitter out of their hair or uniform. I had yet to see the bright sunshines.
There was a knock on my door and I walked towards it, pulling it open.
Bentley stood, dressed in his similar uniform with his hands in his pockets. "Glad to see you made it too." I smiled.
He wore a white shirt, his muscles defined under the ruby coloured blazer which adorned the school logo. He wore black trousers with polished black shoes and a cream and red tie which sat snugly in the middle. His hair was fluffy as it parted in the middle, his eyes glistening with amusement.
"Have you seen either of them?" He asked, amused, as I grabbed my bag and locked my door. I shook my head with a small smile.
Adir stood by the elevator, leaning back with his ankles crossed. He was in a similar attire to Bentley - the top two buttons of his shirt popped open with a gold chain peeping through. His hair was freshly wet with strands dangling over his forehead, dipping into his eyes. He looked to be contemplating something and his multicoloured eyes focused on the floor before his gaze met ours. He stood straighter upon seeing us and pressed the button.
"No, but I can't wait." I laughed.
"I bet the first thing Hendrix will do is hug you since he couldn't get you last night" Adir chirped.
I made a disgusted face, earning a deep chuckle from Bentley. "He better not. If my hair is ruined then I'm suing."
The doors opened and our eyes widened when Hendrix stood right in the opening. He had a large smirk resting on his face, his eyes shining with revenge as he set his gaze on us. His uniform was indeed masked with hot pink glitter and his hair adorned the remaining memory of the prank.
In that moment, we all froze and silence seemed to be all that thudded in the air.
Without a second thought, I pushed both boys on either side of me forward - it was each man for themselves. They all landed with a thud onto the floor, a shriek escaping Hendrix's mouth at the unexpected movement. Both boys groaned as they landed on him and I made a dash, ready to tackle anyone in my way.
I was not about to spend the next ten years of my life in glitter.
The halls were empty since we had woken up a little later than usual and almost everyone was in class already. Light poured in through the windows, lighting up the white walls and dark flooring.
There was distant shouting from the outside courts as people began their exercise and a small scream rang through the air. I could imagine someone getting hit in the face with a ball. Or maybe someone had finally cracked in this school.
I had been here for only three days and I had heard and witnessed a lot.
I heard a girl had gotten pregnant a day ago and was disowned from her parents and so she was stuck here as a way of having a home. Apparently someone's cat got run over on the main road outside here and a green had gotten his hand crushed by a red. That wasn't even all I had heard.
Then there was what I had witnessed...
I had seen twelve fights in the span of three days and in one of them, a girl had slammed another girl's head into a table and impaled her hand with a fork when she tried to slap her back. Safe to say, she hasn't come back since.
Not to mention, I had caused seven of those fights. But what can I say - I simply stated what I had observed.
I had also seen an attempted escape at two in the morning when I went to take a breather outside and the kid fell flat on his face from five feet in the air. Then there was the multiple pranks on teacher and the number of fake alarms set off.
This school was hectic, but what else did I expect from a group of hundreds of delinquents who didn't know the meaning of peace.
I was a feet within the door when a weight pushed me over and I fell flat on the ground, a body landing on top of me. They cheered as they lay above me, my breath being knocked out of me.
I grunted, rolling over which sent them falling off. "Oof" He wheezed and I groaned from beside him.
"I liked you, Lake. You disappoint me." I shut my eyes.
"Stop calling me lake. I did not spawn out of a lake." He grumbled.
"Too bad, Lake." I retorted.
"Fine then, Dora." My eyes snapped open and I glared at him.
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" A shout startled us in the quiet hallway, both of us lifted our heads up to look in the direction of the shout. A teacher walked the length of the hall, her heels clicking on the shiny floor and her arms crossed as she stopped before us. She peered down at us, crossed. "Well?"
"Umm" Laken hummed, his brows furrowed.
"We were on our way when Laken saw a spider and fell over." I improvised, watching his head snap to me in the corner of my eye. His snowy, white hair was wet and tousled, giving the impression that he had taken another shower.... yet again. There were specks of hot pink glitter in between his hair and his face shimmered when the sunlight hit it.
She raised a brow as if to ask if she were stupid. Laken coughed beside me, "It was massive." he widened his eyes to prove his point.
She squinted, a frown etched onto her face. "And you?" She asked, staring at me.
"She saw it after me and turned to run but fell over" Laken answered faster than I could have the chance. It was my turn to glare at him. The boys then appeared behind her, silently.
They looked down at us, over the teachers shoulder and my eyes showed an accusation; 'this is all your fault.' They made no move to make themselves noticeable and watched as she turned her nose in the air, speaking disgustedly.
"Well. Get yourselves up and out, the headmaster has a request for everyone outside at the end of this hour. Do not be late and," She gave us a once over, mostly at Laken as the glitter still stuck on him, "take a shower."
"Again." Laken muttered as she turned, only to find the boys standing behind her. She jumped slightly, placing her hand over her chest.
She gave them a once over, frowning at the mild glitter on them before walking away, muttering. "Troubled teens are a menace."
I pointed a finger at the three standing in front of us, "This is all your fault."
"Yeah, yeah. Let's go." Bentley shook it off as he held a lightly-glittered hand out. I grabbed it and let him pull me up as Laken stood up too. I felt a small tingle run up my arm before I let go, my body shivering slightly at his touch.
We walked towards the door when Hendrix froze. We stopped a few steps in front of him, turning around. Without a word, he turned and ran the opposite direction. "Where are you going?!" Bentley shouted.
Adir sighed, massaging his forehead.
"I've got a package to collect!" He answered, the sounds of his running echoing in the hollow halls. We turned around, leaving. The bright light outside made me shield my eyes for a moment. I blinked as the scent of fresh flowers filled my nose and the shouts of other students bounced in my ears.
